Yesterday my son and I ventured out to the sand dunes at a local beach. Before contemplating the beauty, we sword-fighted/tickled with pompass grass. The long shoots break easily, so smacking them to smithereens was half the fun. Then we slid down the dunes, had seaweed throwing contests, and drew our dream house in the sand. We ended the day warming ourselves in a stick drawn jacuzzi in the sand.
Several times, I caught myself thinking about what I beautiful day it was. To think about how much fun we were having. To think about dinner that night. To think about preparing for a tsunami. To think about who would be a good President. To think, to think, to think.
And while thinking has it's place, this was a time for feeling.
For feeling love for my son, wintery sun, cold sand and stinky seaweed. Without thought, my heart filled.
Think about your bills when paying them, your budget when shopping, your car while driving, and whatever needs your mind's attention when required.
But when it comes time to feel, let go of the mind. Feel your emotions, your beauty, your joy and your sorrow. Life will be more appealing.
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